Chapter 1328 Markulag (meow lying on the bed turns into a meow cake)
Unlike the escaping of being chased by the black fleet in history, Duanmuhuai''s journey to Makurag was very calm this time, as if he was sitting in the guest room, drinking hot tea leisurely.
Makurag, Makurag... Well, I haven’t seen each other for a while.
In Duanmuhuai''s memory, the last time I went to Markulag was before the Great Rebellion, well... I don''t know how Kiriman lived after that.
But seeing that he was cut into the static force field, it probably wasn''t very good.
Duanmu Huai also knew about this. During the Great Rebellion, Kiriman and Fogrim fought one-on-one, but they were cut to death. Fortunately, they were rescued early. While he had a breath (really a breath in the literal sense), they directly stuffed Kiriman into the static force field.
Since then, Keriman''s time has been completely stagnated, because he has never found a treatment method, so everyone can only watch it. To be honest, after ten thousand years, Duanmu Huai felt that the current extreme warriors may even think that their gene primordials had long died.
Who knows.
Soon, it took less time and the group arrived in Markulag. The Black Fleet can also be seen here, but unlike the power of Kadia, the Black Fleet here and the defensive fleet of Markulag are anxious, which proves once again... logistics is everything.
Instead of always thinking about beheading, pig chasing, tactics...
So, looking at the five hundred worlds and then the empire, it is really a judgment.
If the emperor has half of Keriman''s operations, he will not be like this now.
After giving the emperor a **** in the Asian space to show friendship, Duanmu Huai once again focused on Makurague in front of him.
Ah, Marcusag, the second hometown in the minds of players - well, in the game, no one will treat Terra as poor as Mars as the earth. For players, Marcusag, which focuses on infrastructure, is the second hometown that is more in line with their tastes.
Terra? Haha, it''s far worse than Marcusag.
As the best-knowing battle group among all legions, communicating with the Extreme Warriors is much more comfortable than communicating with other battle groups. After learning that the Great Sage Kaur had something to go to Markulag, the Extreme Warriors quickly agreed to their request. And in return, the Great Sage left the remaining Mechanical Cult warships to assist the garrison fleet in the fight against the Black Legion. The group then took a shuttle to Hera Fortress in Makurag.
Then, they met the current Lord of Otrama - Marleus Calga.
"Hello, great sage."
Adhering to the usual diplomatic style of the Extreme Warrior, Calgar welcomed Kaul, but obviously not particularly welcomed.
"Welcome to Markulag. If you were to other times, I might say that. But I''m sorry, as you can see, Markulag is currently in a state of war, and we hope to solve the problem as soon as possible - so, can you ask what is your purpose here?"
"Kalga, I have only one purpose here."
Walking forward, Kaor''s mechanical eyes flashed with an excited light.
"I am here to complete a mission and an agreement - after ten thousand years of waiting, I have finally achieved the task, and now I am only one last step away."
"The last step? What are you talking about?"
Facing Calgar''s inquiry, Kaul was silent for a moment.
"I hope to meet the Primrose."
Calga''s request surprised the extreme warriors nearby, but Calga, who was sitting on the throne, seemed not very surprised. On the contrary, he looked at Valo Tigris, the chief think tank beside him, then frowned and stared at Kaul.
"Great Sage, I would like to ask, do you have anything to do with the Spirit Clan?"
"Spirit clan?"
Hearing Calgar''s inquiry, Cal was stunned, while Duanmu Huai raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"No, I have no contact with the Spirit Clan... Why do you want to ask this?"
"Because not long ago, two spiritual aliens took the initiative to break into our encirclement and were imprisoned by us. They offered to meet me, while the spiritual aliens in the lead claimed that someone would come here soon to awaken the sleeping primrose. And they came here to fulfill this mission."
"Spirit? Awakening the Primrose?"
I have to say that Kaor’s CPU is really about to be burned. He thought his plan was kept confidential very perfectly, and no one would know it at all. Why did the great judge know about the result before, and now even the Spirit Clan know about this?
He kept it secret for 10,000 years, but nothing was saved?
Kaul felt his mentality collapsed instantly.
What''s this?
Compared to the great sage whose CPU was almost overloaded, Duanmu Huai also frowned slightly. Damn these wretched monkeys are so lingering that they even took the initiative to run to Macurague!
“Bring them up.”
At this moment, the commander of the battle, Calgar, also ordered the extreme warriors to bring the two spiritual races over. Duanmu Huai recognized at a glance that the man and woman of the spiritual race in front of him were Everene, the **** envoy of the Death Army, and her loyal dog licking. Even under the siege of the extreme warrior, these two aliens remain calm and arrogant, well... the unique arrogance of the Spirit race.
"Who are you? How did you learn about my agreement with Lord Keelman?!"
Seeing these two spiritual races, Kaul couldn''t help but ask, while Everene was staring at Kaul and then spoke.
“We came here because of the guidance of prophecy, and we appeared before you because you need our assistance.”
"Assist? The Spiritual Clan assists me? Why?"
“When the time is ripe, you will know.”
The Spirit Clan is still the riddleman as always, but it is no wonder that these idiots who play with fate and then get **** by fate have long become crazy and crazy. Duanmu Huai will never take the slightest bit of **** they have been seriously considered.
But Kaul obviously doesn''t think so. He hopes to talk further with Everene. So Duanmuhuai watched the two of them leave the hall, muttered quietly in the room next to them for a moment, and then appeared again. The Great Sage seemed a little tired at this time, but he also made a decision. He once again asked Calgar to allow him to go to see the Primrose and fulfill the agreement he made with him tens of years ago.
Calgar did not originally intend to agree to Kaul''s request, but under the persuasion of the chief think tank Tigris, he finally changed his mind. After handing over the defense mission of Hera Fortress to the first company commander Ackerman, he then led the others with Kaor and others to the temple where the Gene Primros is located.
Or, it is a cemetery.
In Duanmuhuai''s view, this temple is actually no different from many ancient tombs. The magnificent hall murals depict the past history of Kiriman, including Duanmuhuai''s more familiar battle with the speaker. Duanmuhuai even saw the scene of himself crashing into three scathing giant ships on the mural with three star spirit motherships.
Well... I have to say that this feeling is quite wonderful. I don’t know what Kiriman would think when he woke up and saw this thing.
Duanmuhuai felt that this temple should have been built after Kiriman was placed in a static force field. After all, it is impossible to build an imperial tomb like those emperors in history before he died...
In the middle of this temple is the gene primordial sleeping in the static force field. He still stood there motionless, and the damaged armor on his body seemed to have no changes compared to ten thousand years ago. However, Duanmu Huai was not concerned about Kiriman himself at this moment. On the contrary, he looked at the flowers under Kiriman''s "altar" with a strange expression, the holy candle and the message board that looked like a prayer...
Are you treating Gene Primros as a tourist attraction? How much does it cost to visit once?
Although Duanmu Huai cannot understand this approach, what should I say...
The other person is not dead yet, at least he is not dead yet…?????????????????????Duanmu Huai decided to wait for Kiriman to wake up and ask him what he thought about being sold for tickets, and then calculate the ticket price to see if Kiriman is worth the price.
“Great Sage.”
Arriving under the Primrose Throne, the commander of the battle, Calgar turned around and stared at Kaor, and the extreme warriors also raised their weapons and pointed them at Kaor and others. Duanmu Huai cannot understand this. After all, some people inexplicably say that they can make your father who has been sleeping for ten thousand years start to scream - everyone thinks this is pure nonsense, right?
In other words, the Extreme Warrior seems to be well-established. If you want to go somewhere else, it might be the same as those palace battles.
Duanmu Huai doesn''t believe that every extreme warrior wants Kiriman to wake up. If it weren''t for the fierce fighting of the Black Legion and the extreme warriors over Markulag, maybe a palace fighting drama would have been staged here.
"I hope you can explain the details of your mission."
"Of course, the commander of the battle."
Kaul stepped forward and stared at him and said.
"As I said, this is one of the agreements made by Lord Kiriman and I ten thousand years ago. He had already expected that he would die in the near future. At that time, Lord asked me to try to save him after this happened. And now, after ten thousand years... I finally succeeded!"
As he spoke, Kaul turned to the box next to him that looked like a coffin.
"Armor of fate, as long as you wear it, the Primarch can wake up again from a long sleep! And the purpose of my coming here is to awaken the Primarch!"
"What!?"
Although Kaul had already explained a little bit before, when Kaul now explained the true situation of his mission, all the extreme warriors were shocked.
"However, this is not enough."
But at this moment, Dousai Everene spoke up and poured cold water on the extreme warriors.
"In addition to the armor he created, healing your Primrose also requires the power of the Spiritual Death God I am acting on."
"Why!?"
Calga obviously cannot accept such a ridiculous suggestion.
"Why do you need to rely on aliens to heal my father?"
"Because the pain on your primordial body is the corruption and poison from the subspace, and the power of death I am acting on can reverse life and death and awaken the primordial body. However……"
Speaking of this, Everene paused for a moment.
"The primordial body is not dead yet, it is just a moment before death. In order to resurrect him, I must first use my divine power to kill him, and then use my armor to resurrect him..."
"Shut up! Alien!"
Before Everene finished speaking, Calga roared and interrupted her speech.
"You want to kill my father because of this inexplicable reason? I will never allow your conspiracy to succeed! Damn alien! As long as I am still alive for one day, I will never let the alien wizard approach my father!"
“You are right.”
Duanmu Huai also spoke coldly, staring at Everene, holding the hammer tightly in his hand.
"Only you bean sprouts can think of this kind of heretic behavior, and I think you aliens cannot be so kind. Use the power of the spiritual **** Death to resurrect Kiriman? Who can guarantee that your spiritual **** will do something in Kiriman''s body to limit or even control him?"
Speaking of this, Duanmu Huai sneered.
"Or, do you want to replicate Horus?"
"Horus?"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. How did the Kiriman matter involve Horus? Duanmu Huai also shrugged and explained to them.
"During the Great Expedition, Horus was injured by a demon sword while conquering the alien race and was unconscious. At that time, Shadow Moon Wolf - Oh, no, the son of Horus used many methods but could not help but wake up Horus. Later, they heard a rumor that as long as the war commander was sent to a temple of an alien race, he would be able to bring him back to life. Then the son of Horus sent their father of the Primarch into the temple. But in fact, it was the temple of the evil **** of Chaos. After a few days, Horus did appear from it, and his injuries healed. But in fact, at that time, he had been corrupted and depraved by the evil god, and eventually started a rebellion..."
As he spoke, Duanmu Huai stared at Everene.
"What''s wrong? Your spiritual race thinks this routine works so you plan to use it once on Kiriman?"
Before he finished speaking, the extreme warriors immediately raised their guns and aimed at Everene. Indeed, just as Duanmu Huai said, this scene is simply a replica of Horus at that time!
Do they still make the same mistake?
"But only we can do this."
Even when facing the guns of the extreme warriors, Everene''s expression did not change at all.
"The corrupt poison of the subspace comes from the cursed youngest goddess. According to prophecy, only the spiritual **** can kill the youngest goddess and completely purify the corrupt poison on the body of the primordial body..."
"Stop talking about those predictions."
Duanmu Huai interrupted Everene''s defense contemptuously.
"When did the prophecies of your spiritual race work? If the prophecies are useful, will you still look like this ghost? If it is just to purify and corrupt the poison, it doesn''t require the power of your spiritual race''s **** of death, and I can do it!"
"you?"
Hearing Duanmuhuai''s answer, Everene was stunned for a moment, and looked at Duanmuhuai in front of her in shock and suspicion. Duanmuhuai did not look at Everene again, but looked at the Great Sage Kaul and the Battle Commander Calga.
"Since it''s that simple, then I''ll talk about it next. I''m responsible for purifying the corruption and poison, and then Kaur put the armor of fate on Kiriman. Okay, the plan is like this. Is there any problem?"
"this………"
Facing Duanmuhuai''s inquiry, Kaul was silent, but he soon remembered the incomprehensible miracle that Duanmuhuai showed on the battlefield in Cadia before.
Although Everene''s statement before was also very convincing, Kaur felt that Duanmu Huai, who had already shown his strength in Cadia, would definitely have more say in this regard.
At least since he said he could solve the problem, then believe him.
If you don’t believe him, can you believe this **** alien?
So Kaul nodded.
"I have no objection."
Then he spoke.